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Something in her expression shifted, softened. Something important, but he didn’t have the time right now to figure it out. “That’s all right. I like you calling me by my name,” she told him before turning her back to him.

She hopped in place, causing her ass to bump against him. He glanced over his shoulder to see what she was doing. She stood with her knees bent and palms up, facing forward like a pose from a low-budget martial arts movie.

Knowing he shouldn’t but unable to stop himself, he asked, “What are you doing?”

With her hands held out in front of her, she bike-pedaled them. “I can help. I have a black belt in the martial arts.”

God help him, even as the guards slowly tightened their net, he couldn’t hold back his next question. “Black belt in which one?”

“All of them. Well, pieces of all of them. I chose what I liked from each and combined them all together. I haven’t exactly had any formal lessons. I’m more of what you’d call self-taught. I’m a very good teacher, though. I made it all the way to black belt. These hands are lethal. So, don’t worry. I’ve got your ten.”

He wasn’t sure which was worse. That she believed she could fight trained men with her self-taught martial arts skills, or that he now needed her in a ring atDefenses, his brother Gage’s training gym, with her body pinned beneath him.

“Six,” he managed to say as he shifted them around in a circle so none of the guards could sneak up on him.

“What?”

“The phrase is I’ve got your six. Not ten.”

“Oh. Okay. I’ve got your six.”

She was a self-taught black belt in mixed martial arts. That was fucking adorable. And dangerous. “You may not use your black belt right now for any reason. Your job is to stay safe, and that’s it. If you do anything other than that, I’m going to show you how lethal my hand can be on your bottom as soon as we get out of here.”

When she spoke, her voice was very soft, very hurt, and very Little. “I was just trying to help.”

This was the strangest standoff he’d ever experienced. “I know, but the best way you can help is to stay safe so I can get you to Zane.”

She sniffled. “Oh, yeah. Well, I did vow to use my powers only defensively and not to hurt anyone.”

Yeah, they’d go with that.

The guards had closed in to about six feet away from them. Law readied his stance and planned the order in which he’d approach the guards. The new kid first, then the asshole who shot at Lovelyn. After that, he’d have to play it by ear. Not his favorite approach, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t good at it. In situations like this, his instincts never led him astray.

Five feet now. First target: a side kick to the newbie’s knee. That would take him down. One solid punch to the temple, and he’d be out. Second target: the asshole who could have hurt Lovelyn. Sweep his feet to get him on the ground. Then he’dcrush the man’s gun hand with one good stomp of his combat boots.

Four feet now. One more step and target one would be in range.

An air horn blast erupted in the air.

Short. Long. Pause.

Short. Long. Pause.

The alarm signal to get ready.

Fuck.

Spinning around in the belt that connected him to Lovelyn, Law wrapped his arms around her and dove to the ground. He shifted enough to take the impact with his body, then rolled on top of her to protect her from flying debris.

“What are you doing?” Lovelyn squirmed, grinding her ass into his cock in the process.

Not the time and place he’d wanted to get her underneath him, but did it still feel as good as he thought it would? Hell, yes, it did. His dick thickened to cast his vote as well.

If she didn’t stop moving, he would embarrass himself. “Be still.” She shot him what he had no doubt was another of her smart mouth comebacks. Fortunately for them both, he could hear nothing over the explosion.

CHAPTER 5

Lovelyn blinked and attempted to wrap her mind around what had just happened. It would likely be easier if she could breathe. Or hear anything over the ringing in her ears. Of the two, breathing seemed the more pressing issue.

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